Even the best natives have little compassion for the sufferings of animals.
Well, the rest was easy.

The marsh that would not bear the elephants carried our weight well enough.

Before midnight all were dead, for we shot them by moonlight.

I would gladly have spared the young ones and some of the cows, but to do so would only have meant leaving them to perish of hunger; it was kinder to kill them at once.

The wounded bull I slew with my own hand, and I cannot say that I felt much compunction in so doing.